<p class="ql-block"><b style="font-size:20px; color:rgb(176, 79, 187);">昵稱：王治偉</b></p><p class="ql-block"><b style="font-size:20px; color:rgb(176, 79, 187);">美篇號：499406937</b></p><p class="ql-block"><b style="font-size:20px; color:rgb(176, 79, 187);">圖片：網(wǎng)絡(luò)圖片</b></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">他總在藥香里轉(zhuǎn)身，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">一襲布袍掃過傷寒的夜晚。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">銅秤上的星子微涼，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">稱量著千年未愈的咳喘。</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">洛陽的雪落在鄧州，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">每一片都是處方的留白。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">炭火煨著陶罐的獨白，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">苦味里浮沉著整個東漢。</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">把脈時望見三更月，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">在腕間化作銀色的溪流。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">辨證的月光那么輕，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">卻壓住亂世翻滾的脈搏。</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">后來總有人翻開竹簡，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">聽見霜在字句間結(jié)晶。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">而藥渣始終沉默，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">在火塘里復(fù)燃成星光。</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">某個熬藥的清晨，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">他把自己也投進陶甕。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">——漸濃的霧氣中，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">升起永不降落的太陽。</span></p>